I don't deserve your love

Fu Yanye felt the tip of her tongue bitten by her, felt the blood flow to her throat, and kept his hands on both sides of her shoulders, looking at her at close range.

He saw the unbearable self in her eyes, he saw the poor self in her eyes.

He searched in her eyes and probed into it again and again, but in the end he couldn't understand, "You're just tired, why make these excuses?"

"Excuse? It's you, not me, who has been making excuses."

she says.

Fu Yanye sneered, endured the numbness of the tip of his tongue, and asked her: "When you care about me, you always see me, a lollipop can make you die for me."

She laughed, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

In the huge space, their voices seemed so insignificant, yet they were very important.

She asked him: "Then look at me now, but you are still there?"

Fu Yanye pinched her chin again, under the silver light, in her eyes, there was him, but he was not there.

Her eyes were cold.

"Is it gone? I am no longer the girl who can be bought with a lollipop. I can't count how many things have happened between us in these years. I remember you saying you like me, I remember you I went abroad to find my deep love with me, but I can't remember how many moments that made me almost die because of you."

Her tears were still falling, silently, from the corners of her eyes.

Her eyes were red but calm.

She thought that she had never been so peaceful in her life.

To make it clear once was her only thought at this time.

Fu Yanye could no longer maintain such an ambiguous posture with her, he slowly moved away from her and sat on her side.

Still looking up at the roof, she continued, "Actually, I'm not afraid of getting hurt for you."

She finally raised her hand, pressing down her eyes that were flooded with tears.

Her voice has long been hoarse, "But I'm terribly afraid of seeing your distrustful eyes."

"If you distrust me once, I will still have illusions. If you distrust me twice, I will still have extravagant hopes and illusions. But you have given Ling Chi my love for you three times or four times."

she says.

"Zhuo Jian, I have a headache."

He suddenly made a low sound, then bowed his head and buried his face in his hands.

It was eerily quiet all around.

Nothing is enough to appease their inner regret.

Zhuo Jian looked at him in a blink of an eye, tears were still falling, and she was also worried, but soon, she lowered her head and just looked at her ring.

"I know it's not that you don't love me, I know you won't fall in love with others easily, but..."

"Zhuo Jian, stop talking."

"I don't even imagine that you will divorce me anymore. Is a certificate really that important? No."

No sound came out of her hoarse voice.

She suddenly figured it out at a certain moment.

Fu Yanye looked at her, unable to say a word for a long time.

Their clothes are a little messy.

They all looked lonely.

They seem to have lost everything, but they are adults with the support that is unique to adults.

I don't know how long it took, there was thunder and lightning outside, and suddenly it began to rain.

And he, after leaving her house, only stayed outside the door for a few seconds, and then entered the elevator.

He didn't stop.

He walked out into the rain, got into the car, and drove away.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and his car was parked in Starlight.

That night many years ago, he thought it was their good start.

-

The next day Wang Yue called Zhuo Jian, and Jian Qian answered.

"Is she going to record a show? Then please inform her after she finishes her work. Her husband has a fever and needs her to take care of her."

After Wang Yue finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and then looked at the person lying motionless on the bed.

She was so distressed that she died. It's not that she has never seen her son look so listless, as if he was taken away by someone, but she just loves him.

No need to guess, it must be Zhuo Jian, only Zhuo Jian can make him like this.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Wang Yue didn't dare to lose her temper. She just endured the excitement in her heart and asked him, "What did she tell you? You should talk to Mom."

Fu Yanye hid under the quilt without showing his face.

Wang Yue went to grab his quilt, but was crushed to death by him.

"I'll let your father and your grandfather come to you, okay?"

Seeing that he didn't want to see her, Wang Yue brought out the person he respected the most.

But he still didn't make a sound.

After Wang Yue returned home, she shed tears to Fu Zhengzhi. Fu Zhengzhi felt sorry for his wife and son, so he really went to the hotel.

But Fu Yanye was still lying on the bed, his face was pale, like a person who was about to die.

Fu Zhengzhi stood for a while, sighed helplessly, thinking of asking someone to watch him carefully when he left.

"dad."

Suddenly a familiar voice came from behind, like a hallucination.

But Fu Zhengzhi turned around.

"I am worthless in her heart."

The person on the bed shed tears.

There was no expression on his face, no pity, just anger.

Fu Zhengzhi nodded after hearing this for a long time, and said, "Ah Jianjian is just deceiving himself and others when he says so."

Fu Yanye couldn't move, his arms covered his eyes, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Seeing his son's grief and anger, Fu Zhengzhi went up to him and sat beside his bed.

His son has been trying to be strong for more than 30 years and has never shown sadness, but this time, it seems that he was really hurt by that little girl.

"She has you in her heart, we can all see that, Ah Ye, cheer up, Dad believes that as long as you are willing, you can get her back."

Fu Zhengzhi encouraged him.

Fu Yanye thought it was funny.

There was no way he could get her back.

He didn't want to chase anymore.

Every word she said stabbed him in the heart.

Relying on her having him in her heart, he could force her step by step.

But if she doesn't have him in her heart, how can he force her?

She forced him out of her heart.

Damn.

She was so heartless.

He even suspected that the former Zhuo Jian was really dead.

After all, she said so herself.

The former Zhuo Jian was reluctant to say such cruel words to him. That Zhuo Jian loved him to death, and his eyes and hearts were all about him.

"Do you want Dad to talk to her? Huh?"

Fu Zhengzhi asked warmly.

Fu Yanye didn't speak, he had already turned back to that heartless person.

She said divorce or not

Fu Zhengzhi sighed, and when he left, he was still thinking about whether to go to Zhuo Jian.

Fu Yanye's mind was full of her heartfelt words before he left that night.

She said: "I moved the idea of ​​leaving you because of your superior, arrogant and self-righteous attitude."

"You made me feel like I wasn't the one to be cherished," she said.

"You make me feel like I'm just someone who comes and goes when you call it," she said.

She said, "Fu Yanye, I unilaterally announce that we are done."

She said: "We seldom chat like ordinary lovers, and we seldom share our daily life. This actually indicates that we will part sooner or later. It took me a long time to realize that what I love is what I thought was you in my heart. I am not sorry for your feelings, I have given all my sincerity and enthusiasm, I have a clear conscience, but I am sorry for myself, I have lost all my happiness, at this moment, it does not matter whether we divorce or not, you have to trap me I can't avoid it, you have to take pity on me and hold up your precious hand, I thank you, anyway I won't embarrass myself any more. "